Chapter 3

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"I want you." James said. "Baby, I want you to." I said, kissing James neck. "Let's go then, were alone." James said, picking me up.

Then I was awake. Wow!

I went to the kitchen and made me a cup of coffee.

I wish it was Starbucks.

James came downstairs, "since you have your coffee, I'm going to Starbucks... Alone." He said. I quickly dumped my mug and was beside him. "I want some Starbucks." We went to Starbucks and we both got a vinilla frapichino. We got back in the car and it was silent for a couple minutes. "When did you start drinking coffee?" James asked, startling me. "Since I was 8 or 9." I answered, taking a sip. All he did was nod.

"Can you drop me off here?" I asked pointing to a stop sign. "We are only a couple blocks away."

"I know.. It is called exercise.." I said. "No way. I came to keep and eye on you.." He said locking the doors as we approached the stop sign.
What the fuck?

I put my earphones in and turned my iPod volume all the way up and ignored James the rest of the way.

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